Everyone has a right to be in love. But what do you do when it's with the wrong person. This is happening to me. The worst part he's a manwhore, gorgeous billianoaire. And my boss. My name is Alexandria but everyone calls me Alex. Everyone but my boss. I've been working for him for 3 years and even though we are on a first name bases - by his orders- he won't call me Alex. He is the sweetest, smartest gorgeous man alive and Century Magazine agrees with me voting him sexiest man alive 3 years in a row . Over the years I've fallin in love with him. The way he takes care of his employees,his family comes first attitude, charismatic charm and million dollar smile. But he doesn't feel the same. Even though he doesn't know. I know. He goes for the bombshell blondes not the his brainy brunette PA. But what happens when there is any accident and we get stranded on an island. With no phone, shelter, food and no clothes to keep us warm during the night. But then again we might not need them ;) .